Constant Rom-Com

Living a constant Rom-Com

Romance and Comedy abound

Love du jour

err… heart of the month

stability?

pursuit of passion?

pursuit of emotional depth? YES!

seeking THE chemical equation

positive complimenting

joining in love, in time, in bodies, in mind

wrapped in our hearts

diving into the depths of the subconscious

transcending the physical world

through physical action no less…

unity

confrontation for growth…

Hopeful for love…

Always

with my romantic heart…

Like scenes seen on the big screen

Major romance as consistent supply

chain of events

plot linked together

of the optimistic female protagonist

who all too easily gets swept up

like in chemistry class when the volcano

EXPLODES!

she rides the reaction

then is left- outside in a mess!

Time and again she tries

she so believes in love

and her love partner of the moment

whomever they want to be

not always who he really is

confusion, reliance and trust make a crazy combination…

her hopeful heart still believes…

an easy switch

overdrive engaged

dynamic personal energy

expanding, expanding, expanding

oh too much and way too soon…

it’s what happens…

he says “it was as poetic as poem and as sweet as raw sugarcane…”

oh the chemical reaction…

oh the laughter, the love and the drama that ensues…

Lady Grey

Sipping on a Lady Grey

on a brisk Autumn morning

long shadows form across my page

as the clear day breaks.

Peaceful flute music in the air

perched writing words

expressing thought

in an attempt to let go.

Where is my Lady Grey partner?

I can say it is all me

I do keep myself good company

but I miss the laugh,

the smiles and the embrace

of another

Where is my Lady Grey lover?

I’m waiting as patiently as I can

lover please come hither

come share moments with me.

Lover please come hither

and share some Lady Grey with me.

Romantic Love

nothing in life is permanent

although I’d love romantic love to be

memories of sheer bliss – well so to speak

of course starting a relationship amidst a major car accident

could be the kind of romantic comedy that Hollywood would portray

however it likely will run its course.

i openly wish that wasn’t the case – wasn’t my story

but as I was reminded today

one step closer to the one.

i learn about matters of the heart

learning about love firsthand

by personal experience of being vulnerable

with a wide open heart

Changing Seasons

the changing of the seasons

is here

right here

sweating a moment ago

being twirled around by the wind now

the leaves are hanging on for their lives

they know that their death is to come soon

ah… its a good twenty degrees cooler today

in one day such a transition

the earmark of fall or winter who knows

its time to let mother nature take a rest

let the air and space reign prominent

time for thought

as the plants and trees

hold on giving thanks to their roots

and for a nomadic version with horizontal roots

’tis the time to find a grounding space

or roll along with the wind

to a place where it’s warmer

delaying the inevitable…

a true possibility

or to embrace the winter

snuggle up with a love

regroup until spring comes…

The Moment

changing my view

altering perception

taking the moment

letting go of what will be

and embracing its

original conception

living life or dreaming everyday

are all the same

some might say

now is all we have

the past was just a second ago

the future is already right here

so everything is truly

all within reach

keep whats dearest

whats true closest to you

to me… if that is time

then here it is

here i am

in this moment

every moment

living, dreaming, being

smiling at what goes on

observing my actions

looking into the reflections

all with love

an incredible amount of love

for if now is all there is

if it is all just right here

then i choose to be in love

inside and out, all around

its a grand way to be

if this is all we have

Perfection

debilitating thoughts of perfectionism

of someone else’s point of view

internalized and accepted

oddly enough as our own

somehow thinking that others are better

always feeling a bit inadequate

for reasons that aren’t ours

searching for perfection

when its already here

everything is just as it should be

we are as we are meant

as perfect as the flowers and the trees

as the honey that’s collected

as the changing colors of fall leaves

everything is as it should be

time to let go

that view of perfectionism

is outdated, antiquated and detrimental

to a whole self… a whole being

a whole soul

how can one embrace oneself

if we’re constantly searching

looking up and down

backwards and forwards

while overlooking the obvious…

the source, the root…

the perfection is here, now

free from defects

we are made exactly right

exactly as we are supposed to be

i am

it is

we are

perfection

Back in the Valley 2

my shoulders tighten
my back aches
my nose becomes congested
in the thick air of conservatism
of sheltered rural life
i can and do play the part
but its not my natural truth
i’m close…
i respectfully walk
i slowly speak…
painting the view of another way
i’ve left this place
smelt other lands
felt air abroad
hugged and kissed the spectrum
danced under foreign skies
laughed out loud, until i cried
but we’re all the same
so if i feel this they do too…
if they feel this i do too..
in some way
in some fashion
waiting to be set free
wanting to fly

Back in the Valley

back in the valley
venturing down from the mountains
and away from the ocean
its all so close
yet it is still a valley, a bubble
the darkness reigns unintentionally
be sure to wear your Sunday best
pain on your mask
and join the congregation
its what you do
no harm, the don’t know any different
they all just need love too
so fit in enough…
then slowly but surely
help them see with love…
by just being who i am
who you are
who they are
who we are

Back in Time

back in a time
where values are antiquated
old fashioned ways
conservatism
outward appearances
singing at the pews
wasn’t ever really from here
i just spent time
my time, i needed to learn
i can survive
i must know one extreme
to experience the other
i have to know senseless order
to have perfect chaos
intentional freedom
i must know the mold
to break from it
it isn’t my mold
that is utterly clear
as i find myself back here

What We Experience…

taking things on as our own…

so what we experience is only that…
it isnt ours its just what we do
its what we see
its what we taste
its what we hear
its what we feel
its what we think about
but none of it is ours…
nothing really belongs here or there
it just is…
so if this is the case…which i believe it is at this moment
then everything is accessible
confirming that nothing is personal… its all incredibly impersonal
so if thats the case… just enjoy whats there at that time
enjoy it for what it is… but know it has no owner
its for all to share, to love, to experience…